sitting here drinking, trying to wallow in my troubles
you come around my drinks they turn to doubles
you say you love me at least 50 times a day
but if you really loved me there's nothing to say
so leave me to be here by my little old lonesome
i need the company of no one
just pack your bags close the door behind you
cause if you really loved me you'd just go away

if you really loved me you'd just go away

remember when you lit the house on fire
an old friend of mine found my boots in the trash
i need you babe like a pig needs slaughter

if you really loved me you'd just go away